I'm with Pkato on this one..Polluting is the one thing i now feel a RESPONSIBILITY to do. I love driving old "red" around the little gas sipper things, with the 1" exhaust pipes.. I sorta point toward the smoke, and smile, give them a wave and a thumps up.. its great for the BP..

AZ has relatively sane license restrictions on vehicles.. if your in either of the the two most populated counties; Maricopa (Phoenix), or Pima (Tucson) you have a responsibility to submit to yearly emissions checks. Should you chose to reside in any of the other counties, where reason overcomes tax revenue, you just turn the key..

This is a good thing for us, as i seriously (as in positive) doubt old "Red" (my grey F250) could pass the emissions test, matter of fact i have a vision of the old boy shattering some expensive testing gages. This is providing they could even get everything to stay hooked up while he tried to shake his way up to the (think its 35) test speed..

On a related (or maybe just rambling) note, i had to change the tags over couple years ago, so i thought ok this is a good time to do the whole DL, MVD thing.. Give ya a quick idea of how state bureaucracy works, For some reason in the process of licensing it was necessary to do a quick safety check of the vehicle.. After what seemed like a two hour wait watching which number was being served by which window i had the following experience.

I pull around to the area clearly marked vehicle safety inspection.. this was just a simple drive thru area attached to the main bldg.. Signage advised me to leave the engine running.. So i get out of Red who has gosh I'm not sure maybe three large holes in various places in the lower exhaust manifold.. Not a deal, cause somehow (what a shame) the catalytic converter was gone when i first got the truck, and the muffler has more holes than a muzzle brake.. I was a bit worried about this, as Red is loud... So here i am standing out side waiting, Red is shaking away, and I'm not exaggerating in any form when i tell you this was a loud event..On top of this as a diesel, it had the typical hammer on metal sound that only an unmuzzled diesel can make.. So finally a young woman comes out. checks my vin number, and with her hand to her ear says "so sir is this a gas engine or a diesel".. This is the state employee who has been trained to give a safety check.. wow, talk about your head shaking events.. I told her with a straight face it was a diesel..she says ok, thanks your free to go..

Just wait till were waiting for our window number to come up with the state running health care..

all that polution talk brought back these memorys from a couple of years ago.. Im with you Bob..we obviously have had a lot of similar experiances, the big 6 is a winner.. Maybe our boy snake (and snake of course we understand) could take the bad pu bed off and sorta weld whats left of the berretta on to the 150..You could have the best of both worlds Snake..

a man has to hold his word, hold his beliefs, and hold a good sight picture.